Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Does this happen to any other women?
There have been several times when I'm out road tripping with a guy and we stop at a gas station for a quick pee break, fill up and snacks. Several times the bathroom is just a one seater for both the men's and women's restroom. Several times said restrooms are side by side and share a wall. Several times while I'm in there the guy will knock on that shared wall. What is it about a shared bathroom wall that compels a man to bang on it? I've never felt that urge. In fact, I try like hell to touch as little as I can in public restrooms.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Quilt Goddess
Last night was the first meeting of the new quilt guild in town. I joined and am now one of at least 145 charter members. Some one brought up a good point. What kind of advantage is there in being a charter member? I jotted down a suggestion, could charter members get 10% off at the local quilt store (since the owner has helped get this guild going). I also jotted down my ideas for the 'name the newsletter' contest. There was also some sort of game they played. But the 'hostess' wasn't speaking loud enough into the mic, so those of us in the back couldn't hear, lost interest and chatted instead. The woman who was hosting this game looked like Gary Shandling in drag. I kid you not.
Been feeling creative lately. And since I've cleaned up around here and can see the tops of the tables and counters the urge to create has become stronger. The problem is that I don't know were to start. Sue is going to let me borrow her "Artist's Way" book. Maybe I can get a little bit of organization or at least some structure to get started.
Mom and Dad came up last weekend. I gave Dad a gift card to the new BassPro that opened here. There was also a quilt show at the Cox Center just a half mile away. Scott came up and dropped me and mom at the quilt show then took dad to Basspro. Scott said he bought about $50 of those gummy worm lures and a few other things.
I told mom before the quilt show to make sure I don't spend any money. I've got $600 on my credit card and $40 in the bank. Well, I was doing pretty good then I spotted some batiks. I looked around for mom. Nowhere to be seen. I had 5 fat quarters in hand when I felt someone stareing at me. I looked over my shoulder and there was mom glaring at me. "it's your fault!" I said. "you left me unattended" "Do you need those?" she asked. "Like I need water and oxygen, mom, I need these."
Tuesday was a good mail day for me. I received an herbal book I bought used from an Amazon.com vendor. Also recieved a cd I bought on ebay. Trailer Park Troubadours live album, Living in Aluminum is Smothers Brothers meets Toby Keith meets trailer park culture. "Mud Wrasslin' at Pinky's" and "My Baby Whistles When She Walks" are the two reasons I bought it. And the reason I signed up for an ebay account. Won the bid at $1.25 and $3 shipping/handling.
I bought a tiny Playboy Bunny nose stud. It was a toss up between that one and just a plain loop.
Been feeling creative lately. And since I've cleaned up around here and can see the tops of the tables and counters the urge to create has become stronger. The problem is that I don't know were to start. Sue is going to let me borrow her "Artist's Way" book. Maybe I can get a little bit of organization or at least some structure to get started.
Mom and Dad came up last weekend. I gave Dad a gift card to the new BassPro that opened here. There was also a quilt show at the Cox Center just a half mile away. Scott came up and dropped me and mom at the quilt show then took dad to Basspro. Scott said he bought about $50 of those gummy worm lures and a few other things.
I told mom before the quilt show to make sure I don't spend any money. I've got $600 on my credit card and $40 in the bank. Well, I was doing pretty good then I spotted some batiks. I looked around for mom. Nowhere to be seen. I had 5 fat quarters in hand when I felt someone stareing at me. I looked over my shoulder and there was mom glaring at me. "it's your fault!" I said. "you left me unattended" "Do you need those?" she asked. "Like I need water and oxygen, mom, I need these."
Tuesday was a good mail day for me. I received an herbal book I bought used from an Amazon.com vendor. Also recieved a cd I bought on ebay. Trailer Park Troubadours live album, Living in Aluminum is Smothers Brothers meets Toby Keith meets trailer park culture. "Mud Wrasslin' at Pinky's" and "My Baby Whistles When She Walks" are the two reasons I bought it. And the reason I signed up for an ebay account. Won the bid at $1.25 and $3 shipping/handling.
I bought a tiny Playboy Bunny nose stud. It was a toss up between that one and just a plain loop.
Monday, January 12, 2004
Clean!
Yes, the rumors are true. I cleaned. Not just straighted, not just put a few things away and took out the trash. I cleaned.
Scott came over and we took my car to get serviced and on the way home stopped and got 3 of those big storage bins that slide under the bed. (The only place I have room for storage). He watched tv for a bit and read a Calvin and Hobbs book while I got to work. He read me some of the funnier ones as I was on my hands and knees fishing out junk from behind the couch and from under the kitchen table. He allowed me breaks, but if I dwaddled or started channel surfing he'd take the remote out of my hands and say 'don't you have a house to clean?'
We went to lunch when I started getting a hunger induced headache. After lunch I was feeling a bit worse and took some excedrine and a 20 min nap. Then I started on the corner by the kitchen table. The worse part of the whole place. It went quicker than I expected and wasn't too bad. Basically it was several bags of quilt fabric and a few craft projects. Had to go out and get another storage bin. By the time I was done, I filled 4 bins with either books or fabric, took out 5 grocery bags of trash and donated a set of sheets, comforter and 4 more grocery bags of clothes to a second-hand store.
My carpet is beige and in desperate need of a vaccuuming. I couldn't stop giggling as I looked around at my clean abode.
On the coffeetable and kitchen table I have a small pile of stuff that I need to do something with. Stuff that needs a bit more thought than the split second 'keep or toss' that I had made many many times already.
Between my headache and cleaning I was too tired to get my sex reward for cleaning. Scott had been working nights and was also tired so we just went to bed and *gasp* slept.
Scott came over and we took my car to get serviced and on the way home stopped and got 3 of those big storage bins that slide under the bed. (The only place I have room for storage). He watched tv for a bit and read a Calvin and Hobbs book while I got to work. He read me some of the funnier ones as I was on my hands and knees fishing out junk from behind the couch and from under the kitchen table. He allowed me breaks, but if I dwaddled or started channel surfing he'd take the remote out of my hands and say 'don't you have a house to clean?'
We went to lunch when I started getting a hunger induced headache. After lunch I was feeling a bit worse and took some excedrine and a 20 min nap. Then I started on the corner by the kitchen table. The worse part of the whole place. It went quicker than I expected and wasn't too bad. Basically it was several bags of quilt fabric and a few craft projects. Had to go out and get another storage bin. By the time I was done, I filled 4 bins with either books or fabric, took out 5 grocery bags of trash and donated a set of sheets, comforter and 4 more grocery bags of clothes to a second-hand store.
My carpet is beige and in desperate need of a vaccuuming. I couldn't stop giggling as I looked around at my clean abode.
On the coffeetable and kitchen table I have a small pile of stuff that I need to do something with. Stuff that needs a bit more thought than the split second 'keep or toss' that I had made many many times already.
Between my headache and cleaning I was too tired to get my sex reward for cleaning. Scott had been working nights and was also tired so we just went to bed and *gasp* slept.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
Happy New Year
I'm still here. Been busy. Holidays, work, stomach flu, work and my new guy.
That pretty much sums it up for me this last month.
This month I'm going to do some serious cleaning around here. I told myself and Scott no more sex until I get my apt clean. Scott immeadiatly offered his help. "Sheesh, it's gonna be awhile before I have sex again." he said. That right there tells you two things: My apt is very messy and I'm slow about cleaning it.
I worked this past Saturday helping with inventory. Since work doesn't like paying for overtime I'll be able to get most if not all of Friday off. Scott is off as well. I think I'll have him follow me down when I take my car in to be serviced and then we'll go somewhere and get some Rubbermaid bins for me to put some stuff into and take my other unwanted stuff somewhere and donate it.
I've got fabric strung from one end of this place to the other. It's pretty common for me to be looking for one thing and come across a fat quarter or two that I bought and forgot about. Since space around here is tight, I'm going to get several of the shallow bins that can go under the bed. Also store some books in there as well since what little shelf space I have in the linen closet is stuffed with books.
That pretty much sums it up for me this last month.
This month I'm going to do some serious cleaning around here. I told myself and Scott no more sex until I get my apt clean. Scott immeadiatly offered his help. "Sheesh, it's gonna be awhile before I have sex again." he said. That right there tells you two things: My apt is very messy and I'm slow about cleaning it.
I worked this past Saturday helping with inventory. Since work doesn't like paying for overtime I'll be able to get most if not all of Friday off. Scott is off as well. I think I'll have him follow me down when I take my car in to be serviced and then we'll go somewhere and get some Rubbermaid bins for me to put some stuff into and take my other unwanted stuff somewhere and donate it.
I've got fabric strung from one end of this place to the other. It's pretty common for me to be looking for one thing and come across a fat quarter or two that I bought and forgot about. Since space around here is tight, I'm going to get several of the shallow bins that can go under the bed. Also store some books in there as well since what little shelf space I have in the linen closet is stuffed with books.
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